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>>4231950
Previously on Saiyan Conqueror Quest:

After leaving the homeworld of the Crimson Demons, Karn returned to New Salda only to find that his old friend Turles, now ambassador to the Tamaranean people, had returned! But he wasn’t alone, he brought several hundred Tamaranean warriors, along with the princess Komand’r. While on their world, however, it seems he and the princess had a kid together, by the name of Ticho. After the two Saiyans sparred, life returned to normal on New Salda. For four months at least, when on the same day Karn’s wife Meloka learned she was pregnant, Time Breakers not allied with your Towa attacked! Aided by a mysterious swordsman known as Yami, Karn and Meloka battled the Metal Coolers and les them from the city. And as we rejoin Karn, you’ve just met one Metal Cooler who’s different than the rest.

https://youtube.com/watch?v=DggdYfDwUyU

“Ohoho, foolish monkey.” the damaged Metal Cooler says, a golden glow beginning to radiate around his metallic body as sparks dance around his left temple. “You will die, broken and begging for the sweet release of death at my hand! SHHYAAAAA!!”

You don’t need your instincts to know that’s trouble, and despite your Ascended Berserker power, you’re not so sure you can win this anymore. You watch in awe as he transforms, unable to even take to the air against the overwhelming pressure. And after several seconds, it’s over.

“Behold! The glory that is Golden Metal Cooler!” he shouts, golden energy radiating out around him. You still can’t get any sort of reading on his power, but knowing how strong Golden Freeza is this is bad! “Playtime is over, ape. Time to die.”

Before you notice him move, Cooler’s somehow right in front of you! As soon as you realize this, however, something impacts your gut with enough force to send you flying. Something internal broke from that hit: you’re not sure what, but you feel it. Smashing back-first into one of the massive trees feels almost pleasant in comparison, the jarring stop forcing you to wheeze what little air you still had left out.

“Dammit.” you think to yourself, trying to pull yourself together to prepare for Cooler’s next attack. However, your body is still clearly in shock: it unable to move as it tries to process whatever the hell just happened to it. You even feel your body shrinking, reverting from your Berserker state to base form as your vision fades, going in and out while you struggle to remain conscious. But you don’t have time for that, he’s surely coming!
“Oh, are you done already?” Cooler asks, you seeing him floating just a few feet off to your left. “I knew you couldn’t possibly win, but somehow I was expecting more from you. Now, die screaming in agon-“
“HAAAAAAA!!”
cont

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>>4231952
Meloka roars as she suddenly appears, right boot planted firmly in the gold-plated side of Cooler’s head. For a split-second you feel hope swell, which is immediately crushed when he doesn’t so much as budge.

“W-What?” Meloka asks, and before she can back off Cooler has grabbed her leg. He sees the look of fear on your face, and smiles. Oh no.

CRUNCH

“GYAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!” Meloka cries in agony as her leg is shattered, foot dangling limpy past Cooler’s metal hand as she tries to pull away.
“MELOKA!!” you cry out, struggling desperately to pull yourself free and do something, anything!
“Oh? It seems you care deeply for this one.” Cooler says, grinning evilly and still looking right at you. “Looks like I can still have my fun, before I kill you. Let’s see just how well she can scream!”

“Let go. Of her. YOU! BASTARD!!” you roar, as an unbelievable surge of something overwhelms your body. Before you even know what’s happening you feel your fist slamming into Cooler’s smug face, watching shocked as you send the metal bastard flying. As your fist strikes him Cooler drops Meloka, your wife falling downwards. You try and follow-up the attack, but as soon as you have that thought your body loses that sudden surge of purpose. You fall helplessly to the ground as well, crashing down beside Meloka.
“You-! This can’t be!” Cooler shouts from somewhere, you drowsily looking up towards him. He’s done playing now, you seeing not one but three of his massive Supernova attacks overhead. Or maybe you just hit your head? “You won’t defeat me! I’ll destroy this world!”

He tosses the three attacks down, and they’re the last thing you see before the darkness takes you. As soon as your eyes close you find yourself floating in the familiar void, but this time you see that you have rather unexpected company.

“Man oh man, that wasn’t a good showing at all!” a familiar purple-skinned, white-haired demon with glasses says. “You got creamed! C’mon Karn, were you even trying out there?”
“Fu?” you ask, brain still a little scrambled from what’s happened. “Wha-?”
“Yes, it’s me.” he says, then adds matter-of-factly. “And no, this whole affair wasn’t my doing. Someone’s seriously trying to kill you, sending a Golden Metal Cooler and all. But, if you’re interested, I’ve got a proposition for you. I can give you another shot at that Cooler, and let you save Meloka. What do you say?”

Well?
>Deal, you’re gonna kill that metal bastard!
>Hear him out, see what all he wants before agreeing to anything
>No deal, you’re gonna go back now so you can fight him yourself
>See if he knows whatever THAT was you just did, that sent Cooler flying
>Telepathically reach out to Towa, see if she can help you here
>Other(write in)
30 minute vote

>>4231956
>Other(write in)
Continue in the other thread.

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>>4231956
>>See if he knows whatever THAT was you just did, that sent Cooler flying
>>Hear him out, see what all he wants before agreeing to anything

>>4231962
Good to see you back as well

>>4231956
>Hear him out, see what all he wants before agreeing to anything
>See if he knows whatever THAT was you just did, that sent Cooler flying

>>4231956
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU, THE POTATO PEELER IS COMING FOR YOU!
>Hear him out, see what all he wants before agreeing to anything
But that punishment comes later. Cuntler first.

>>4231956
changing this>>4231974

to this>>4231964

>>4231956
>>>See if he knows whatever THAT was you just did, that sent Cooler flying
>>>Hear him out, see what all he wants before agreeing to anything

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>>4231962
>>4231964
>>4231966
>>4231974
>>4231977
>>4231979
Hear him out before agreeing to anything plus investigate whatever you just did wins it. Writing.

What's the over under on it being UI?
Because it's either that or something to do with our recent Sith teachings.

>>4232045
It's UI

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>>4231956
“What do you mean, another shot?” you ask him, warily. You don’t trust this bastard as far as you can throw him, but Cooler was the one who just hurt Meloka. You have to make him pay for that.
“It’s simple, I-“ he begins, but you interrupt him. You have a more pressing question.
“I have another question, first.” you say, holding a finger up. “Before I blacked out, something happened. I attacked him, but I couldn’t make myself move. It was almost like my body moved on it’s own. Now that I think about it, this isn’t the first time something like this’s happened, either. Do you have any idea what that was?”
“Ah, yes.” he says with a knowing smirk. “I know quite a lot about that actually, as I have been studying it extensively. You have touched the true state of the divine beings: Ultra Instinct.”
“Ultra...Instinct?” you ask him, confused. That name makes no sense to you right now.
“Indeed. It is a state of being that even the gods themselves struggle to reach. One who has mastered Ultra Instinct can never be touched, an invincible opponent. No matter how strong or fast you are, it still takes time for your brain to make your body move. Thinking slows down your body in combat, as it takes time for commands to travel from the brain, down the nervous system and into the muscles themselves. And this delay slows down mortal beings, even those as powerful as say a God of Destruction. But a master of Ultra Instinct surpasses this limit, one’s body able to move independently of thought to defend and attack.”

“Woah.” is all you can say. A state above even beings like Beerus, and perhaps that Time Kai too? You’ll have to remember this, and store that information away for later. But for now, there are more pressing concerns. “Alright, what do you mean about giving me another chance?”

“I want you to get back out there.” he replies simply. “If you go all out from the beginning, unleashing that demonic seal while in your Berserker form, you will at least stand a chance. It’s no guarantee you’ll win, but despite the gap in power I believe you could take him down. But as broken as your body is now, you won’t be able to stand up, much less fight back. And I want a show!”
“So what do you have in mind?” you ask him.
“I can give you a single retry.” he says seriously. “I can’t rewind time, but I have been working on a rather ingenious technique to circumvent the Supreme Kai’s prying gaze, if I do say so myself. I can send your memories and thoughts, as your mind is right now, back into your past self’s mind. You will get a second shot at defeating Golden Metal Cooler. So, what do you say? Are you in?”

Well?
>Yes, you’re in. Cooler’s going down
>No deal. You’ll do this on your own, without his help
>Other?(write in)
30 minute vote

>>4232119
>>Yes, you’re in. Cooler’s going down

>>4232119
>>Yes, you’re in. Cooler’s going down

>>4232119
>Yes, you’re in. Cooler’s going down

>>4232119
>>Yes, you’re in. Cooler’s going down

>>4232119
>Yes, you’re in. Cooler’s going down

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>>4232124
>>4232127
>>4232138
Yes, you’re in wins it. Forgot to post this vote-closing post, while I was Writing the next one.

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>>4232119
“Alright, I’m in.” you say to him. “What do you need me to do?”
“Excellent.” he replies, smirking to himself. “All you must do is follow the sound of my voice. Close your eyes, and think back. Visualize your opponent, and the moment you wish to return to. Focus, think of everything around you. The sights, smells, the...”

As he speaks you find yourself getting drowsier and drowsier, almost as if you’re falling asleep. Your body begins slumping forward, and then you start.

“Huh?” you mutter, looking around confused. You’s still standing back-to-back with Meloka, but it’s almost as if for a moment you’d fallen asleep. And the dream was wierd too, one of the Metal Coolers showed up who could go Golden, then you met Fu. Was that real, or only a dream?
“Karn?” Meloka asks, your wife sounding a bit concerned. “You okay hun?”
“Yeah, I’m-“ you start, when your conversation is interrupted by a shout overhead.
“Dark Magic: Dark Slash!” the time traveling swordsman Yami roars, swinging his blade at another metal Cooler. But this one closes the distance and slams a fist into his gut, just as you’d dreamed. Before Yami can recover the Cooler flips forward, swatting the swordsman with his tail and sending him crashing to the ground.

“Well well, we meet again, Saiyan.” the Cooler says, you noticing damage to the left side of it’s head, making it’s eyes appear different too. Maybe that wasn’t a dream, and Fu actually did help you? “I have been reborn, brought back from the depths of hell to get my revenge!”
“COOLER!” you roar, dropping from your Ascended Berserker to normal Berserker to focus on the dark seal. You can’t hesitate, this bastard’s dangerous. You unleash the power with a roar, demonic energy flooding your body. “Meloka, get clear! RRRRAAAAAA!!”
“SHYAAAAAAA!!!” Cooler shouts as well, that familiar golden energy exploding out from him. “Behold, monkey! The advent of Golden Metal Cooler! This time, you won’t survive!”

What now?
>Rush and attack, beat him down
>Draw your sword and attack, cut him to pieces
>Defend, gauge his power and see what he can do
>Evade and counter, score some hits but focus on not getting hit
>Use your ranged attacks and keep your distance
>Final Flash, try and end him with one blast
>Other(write in)
30 minute vote

>>4232285
>Draw your sword and attack, cut him to pieces

>>4232285
>>Draw your sword and attack, cut him to pieces

>>4232285
>>Draw your sword and attack, cut him to pieces

>>4232285
>Draw your sword and attack, cut him to pieces

Rolled 21, 58, 54 = 133 (3d100)

>>4232291
>>4232308
>>4232337
>>4232350
Draw your sword and attack wins it. Roll me a 4d100.
First DC: 70
Second DC: 55
Third DC: 60
Fourth DC: 80

Rolled 20, 68, 37, 49 = 174 (4d100)

>>4232374

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Rolled 94, 90, 17, 93 = 294 (4d100)

>>4232374
Ya'll ningen don't even know

Rolled 84, 17, 97, 17 = 215 (4d100)

>>4232374
SAVE THAT THIRD DICE, O GODS

>>4232386
THE GODS LISTEN TODAY

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>>4232386
BIG MAN BIG MAN
BIGGEST OF MEN

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>>4232380
>>4232381
>>4232386
94/100, 90/100, 97/100, 93/100. Well, it may not be as much of a fight as Fu wanted, overwhelming success! Writing

>>4232406
He may have vastly underestimated our experience in dealing with Cuntler.

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>>4232406
What do you mean, this is wonderful!

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>>4232390

>>4232381
>>4232386
Today's rolls are brought to you by the number seventeen.

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>>4232442
M V P
V
P

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>>4232285

https://youtube.com/watch?v=m4lUrsL5e5g

“This ends here.” you say, drawing the ancient greatsword off your back. As you pull the enchanted blade free it grows, matching your Berserker frame as you hold it overhead in your Djem So stance. Dark energy radiates out from you, but surprisingly doesn’t enter your blade. In fact, the faint blue aura appears around the blade, repelling the darkness from the metal itself. But you don’t have time to ponder this, as Cooler attacks. You don’t see him move, just a golden blur rushing right at you. But he wasn’t quick enough, you swinging your sword down. “HAAAA!!”
“Useless!” Golden Metal Cooler shouts, your blade slamming into his mechanical forearm. The impact stops his charge cold, and although your blade doesn’t sever his arm, it does cause some serious damage. The edge of your blade nearly cut into Cooler’s head, the blade inches away from his left eye. “I-Impossible! No weapon should be able to cut into me!”

“HYAAA!!” Meloka shouts, stabbing for Cooler’s back. Your wife had also transformed into her Supervillain form, not content to let you fight alone. Her long Super Saiyan 3 hair is now glowing white, a pale Energy Blade in each hand. But before she can connect Cooler swats her aside with his tail, you seizing the opening and planting your boot into his core. The thrusting kick launches the gold-plated warrior, your sword pulling free of his arm.
“Meloka, keep back.” you tell her, again taking your stance. “I’ll handle this one, keep the other ones off me!”

She flies back away wordlessly, you wasting no time and charging after the invading Cooler.

“Tch! Lucky strike!” Cooler shouts, spotting you charging him. He takes a defensive stance, readying himself to intercept your charge. As you close in, two more ‘normal’ Coolers try and get between you. But you pay them no attention, several dozen of Meloka’s Ki Needles impaling both as you pass them by. “SHHYAAAAA!!”

A powerful, golden-laced Death Beam fires from Cooler’s fingertip at you. The attack is fast, but you’re just narrowly able to avoid it as you close the distance. Before he can fire again you’re in range, swinging your sword down with tremendous force. Bracing his still-intact arm with his damaged one, Cooler tries to withstand your attack.

“HRRAAAAA!” you roar, metal cutting into metal with an awful screeching. This time your attack was more successful, slicing clean through the metal forearm and slamming into what would be his collarbone. Sparks fly as your sword bites deep into his metal body, a burning hot, dark fluid spraying like blood everywhere.
cont

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>>4232544
“N-No, this can’t be!” he shouts, sounding more shocked than anything. Before you can pull your sword free, you see his eyes glowing red. You know what that is, and so you focus as well. As Cooler fires Eye Beams you do the same, energies clashing and exploding. The blast knocks you back, you using that energy and freeing your blade from his chest. You land on your feet, inspecting the damage as the dust clears. “I-Impossible.”

You see that your sword sliced even deeper as you pulled it free, nearly splitting Cooler in two. And unlike the lesser Metal Coolers, this one’s injuries are far slower to begin repairing themselves. Almost as if it’s repair function is in shock or something.

“You damn ape!” he shouts, trying to hold his torso together with his injured arms. “This is nothing! Nothing! You cannot stop me!”

As he shouts this his golden aura explodes out around him, growing to several times what it was before. He’s clearly not done yet.

But what about you?
>Rush and attack, keep up the pressure with your sword
>Defend, gauge his power and see what he’s planning now
>Use your ranged attacks and keep your distance, don’t want to get hit now
>Final Flash, try and end him with one blast
>Drop your sword and rush in, grab ahold of him and Grinder
>Knock him into the air, then use your Event Horizon to end him
>Other(write in)

>>4232562
>Knock him into the air, then use your Event Horizon to end him

>>4232562
>>Rush and attack, keep up the pressure with your sword

>>4232562
>Knock him into the air, Grinder him
CUUUUUNT

>>4232562
>Drop your sword and rush in, grab ahold of him and Grinder

GTFO

Rolled 83, 90, 36 = 209 (3d100)

>>4232568
>>4232586
>>4232592
>>4232620
Looks like the winner is going for the Grinder. Alright, roll me a 3d100.
First DC: 60
Second DC: 40
Third DC: ??

Rolled 96, 86, 11 = 193 (3d100)

>>4232643
GET OUT OF MY FUCKING TIMELINE

Rolled 26, 5, 75 = 106 (3d100)

>>4232643
CUNTLER

Rolled 61, 29, 40 = 130 (3d100)

>>4232643
Wonder what the DC for the third roll is? Doesn't matter, crit anyway

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>>4232648
>>4232655
>>4232665
96/100, 86/100, 75/100. Overwhelming success, writing.

Ya know, maybe Fu isn't such a shitter after all.
Teaching him how to actually use his sword is back on the table.

>>4232698
We are beneath his sword skills apparently, but we could teach him some throws, preferably through a mountain, but still. It's the least we can do for family, even if he's a shitter one bad day away from the potato peeler.

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>>4232562
“I’m ending this. Now!” you shout, gathering your ki for the final attack. Dark energy swells around you, Cooler looking at you. Afraid.
“No, not like this!” he roars, dashing into the air. But you don’t let him go, dropping your sword and dashing after him. He sees you coming, gathering energy in his remaining hand and firing a barrage of Golden Death Beams. You try and close the distance between you two, but the attack is simply too overwhelming. You’re forced backwards, bringing your right hand to your forehead. If you can’t dash in, you’ll just have to close the distance a different wa-Wait. You can’t sense his ki!

“Dammit!” you mutter, lowering your hand as you continue dodging the beam barrage. You have to get closer! But as you continue dodging his attacks, you see your opening. As Cooler continues firing with abandon, you see a burst of sparks from his left temple. This sudden jolt seems to stun Cooler, you taking full advantage of his momentary weakness and dashing at him. Before he can focus his energy again you’re already too close, wrapping his damaged arms and upper body in your large embrace. “Gotcha!”
“W-What?!” Cooler shouts, surprised. You see the left side of his head seems to be coming apart, perhaps his metal form can’t actually withstand the Golden form’s power? But regardless, this fight is over. “Noooo-!”

“GRRRAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” you roar, unleashing your power. Violent, dark energy explodes out of your body in all directions, Cooler’s gold-plated form taking the brunt of it. You watch Cooler’s metal body getting blown to pieces as you refuse to let him go, chunks getting blown off until nothing is left in your arms. The energy pouring from you is so overwhelming, it takes a dozen or so seconds for you to fully stop the attack. Once it’s done you sigh out, ending your Supervillain form and returning to your normal Berserker state. “Whew.”
“See? Now THAT’S what I’m talking about!” Fu thinks to you. “That was a real fight! But stay on your toes, it’s not over yet. This battle looks like it’s just beginning!”

>Roll me a 2d100
First DC: ??
Second DC: 60

Rolled 86, 83 = 169 (2d100)

>>4232792

Rolled 56, 50 = 106 (2d100)

>>4232792
jebus the dice are happy today

Rolled 7, 10 = 17 (2d100)

>>4232792
CUUUNT

Rolled 84, 74 = 158 (2d100)

>>4232792

>>4232811
No more rolling for me today.

>>4232797
>69
N O I C E

>>4232811
MVP-SAN WHYYYYYYY

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>>4232797
>>4232805
>>4232811
86/100, 83/100. Smashing success, writing.

>>4232828
My rolls are almost always shit, only in super large dice pool rolls do I magically get better dice.
>>4232831
Fuck it though, first guy won it for us anyways.

>>4232792
>>4232831
And don't think I didn't notice the Grinder not being done right, we didn't chain German Suplexes while exploding, that isn't a proper Grinder.

>>4232831
>smashing
quick! someone edit nigel thornberrys face on aku!!

>>4232844
I think I have an idea for the Grinder Mk.II
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYmrVQS-G3E

>>4232864
Wouldn't that just stretch Aku's nose out?

>>4232890
...holy shit i think you're right

>>4232866
Naw mang, this is the Mk. II
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hc7g63NFBiM
But with spins approaching Mach 10 before the pile driver.

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>>4232792
“Oh hell.” you mutter, and as soon as you do see a fist headed for you just at your right peripheral. Without hesitation you throw your head back, narrowly dodging this new fighter’s left fist. As his punch flies past you observe the dark-clad fighter, who seems somehow familiar. Where have you seen him before? But you don’t have time to ponder that, as your mystery assailant twists and aims a left kick for your chest. You cross your arms, blocking the strike, but his power is incredible. The inpact forces you back a dozen or so yards before you can stop, the fighter looking down on you both physically and metaphorically.

“Oh? You actually managed to avoid that one?” the fighter asks, voice low and rough. You notice one of the earrings in his ear, it looks like the ones Towa and the Kais wear. “Well now, that’s a surprise. Perhaps you’ll make for a halfway-decent warm-up.”
“I know you!” you say, suddenly recognizing the warrior. You’d recognize that hair anywhere. “Bardock! Or wait, Kakarot? Time travel can get confusing, which are you?”
“I don’t know either name, ningen.” the warrior replies, energy surging up around him. You can’t sense it, which is worrying, but you can feel some serious pressure coming from him. “My name shall not be sullied by one such as you.”

“Pretty full of yourself, aren’t you?” you ask, taking your fighting stance. He takes his as well, somewhat similar to your own. “Why are you here?”
“And why should I tell you?” he asks back, his smugness beginning to piss you off. “A lowly mortal such as you has no business questioning the business of a god.”
“BLACK!” a familiar voice shouts, you both turning and seeing Trunks appear in a flash of light. Without hesitation he roars, ki rising higher and higher until it vanishes completely with a sphere of red energy. It shatters and reveals Trunks in his Super Saiyan God form. “I will stop you!”
“Well well, look at thi-!” this ‘Black’ starts, but Trunks doesn’t hesitate and instead slams a fist into his foe’s face. The dark warrior is blasted back, Trunks turning to you. You both stare at each other, Trunks giving you a small nod before turning and dashing towards your foe. What the hell? But you don’t question it long, taking the opening to once more activate the demonic seal and power up. And not a moment too soon, as in a flash of pinkish light Trunks is blasted back towards you. “Now, what do you think of this color?”
cont

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>>4232978
“Is it not simply divine?” the fighter asks, you looking at him confused. He appears to have gone Super Saiyam, except his hair and aura are now pink. What level of Super Saiyan is this, something beyond even Ace’s Blue form?
“I’m taking you down, for good this time!” Trunks shouts, drawing his blade. Divine energy wreaths his sword, but this ‘Black’ doesn’t seem in the least bit concerned. “You won’t escape again!”
“You may struggle all you wish.” he replies, arms down by his sides and appearing wide-open. “But I cannot be defeated.”

Well? What now?
>Rush and attack, beat this so-called god down
>Rush and grab your own blade, then fight alongside Trunks with your sword
>Create your Super Ki Blade and attack alongside Trunks
>Defend, gauge his power and see what they can do
>Use your ranged attacks and keep your distance, let Trunks take the beating
>Final Flash, try and end him with one blast
>Other(write in)

>>4232983
>>Rush and grab your own blade, then fight alongside Trunks with your sword

>>4232983
>Use your ranged attacks and keep your distance, let Trunks take the beating

I hate playing second fiddle but we're not UI yet

>>4232983
WAIT HE'S A GOD, HE HAS INFINITE REGEN AND LIFEFORCE
>activate Dragon Force and use Dragon's Glare

>>4232983
>activate Dragon Force and use Dragon's Glare

>>4233007
>HE HAS INFINITE REGEN AND LIFEFORCE
No, this isn’t an immortal one.

>>4232983
this>>4233007
I was gonna say go stab him with Trunks because he's being a good boy right now, but we could use the boost.

>>4233013
okay, but would critting here or getting 90+ give us a special bonus, since he went Rosè and all? if so then

>>4232983
>activate Dragon Force and use Dragon's Glare

>>4233013
Oh, then in that case. Changing this>>4233017
to this
>Use your ranged attacks and keep your distance, let Trunks take the beating
He's doing his job for once, might as well give him a taste of being protected by a dad.

>>4232983
>Use your ranged attacks and keep your distance, let Trunks take the beating

>>4233013
Wait>>4233033
wrong one.
>Rush and grab your own blade, then fight alongside Trunks with your sword
>>4232983
Fixed my vote.

>>4232983
>>Rush and grab your own blade, then fight alongside Trunks with your sword

>>4232986
>>4232999
>>4233007
>>4233011
>>4233017
>>4233022
>>4233033
>>4233036
>>4233037
>>4233039
As best as I can count, from all the changed votes I’m getting here, Dragon Force and Dragon’s Glare wins it. Interesting, let’s see what happens! Roll me a 5d100.
First DC: 60
Second DC: ??
Third DC: ??
Fourth DC: 45
Fifth DC: 75

Rolled 27, 70, 50, 80, 47 = 274 (5d100)

>>4233055
Let our luck continue!

Rolled 27, 21, 22, 49, 65 = 184 (5d100)

>>4233055

Rolled 99, 70, 37, 38, 71 = 315 (5d100)

>>4233055
DICE GIVE ME POWER

Rolled 2, 74, 49, 63, 9 = 197 (5d100)

>>4233055

>>4233060
>the one time I get a roll in the 90s
>it's invalid

God fucking damn it

>>4233067
I'm sorry dog. I shot from the hip and it backfired

>>4232983
>Use your ranged attacks and keep your distance, let Trunks take the beating

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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4233057
>>4233058
>>4233060
99/100, dub 70/100, 50/100, 80/100, 71/100. Special overwhelming success, this wasn’t expected so I’m rolling to see what we get for this outcome. Writing

>>4233079
a little late there pal

>>4233080
WHAT DOES THE 2 MEAN GD

>>4233080
WHAT DOES IT MEAN!?

>>4233081
I was busy drawing, sue me.

>>4233082
Right testicle, destroyed.

>Karn's first battle against an evil god
>Absolutely assrapes him and sucks up all his will to live
based mortal chad, that Karn

>>4233082
>>4233083
The violence has escalated for Dragon Force. Going to have to edit pastebins after this one

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>>4233113
OH YES

>>4233113
Divine upgrade?

>>4233113
Ooooooh, this filthy "god" dares approach the Dragon. He's gonna be getting some balls Dragon on his face.

>>4233124
Oh nice. What do we call the sub stand?
Heart of a Dragon?
Fury of the Storm?
Body Breakdown?
The Warrior Inside?
Please help I don't know many Dragonforce songs.

>>4233139
If we get one, I say we call it Highway to Oblivion.

>>4233139
Through the Fire and Flames!

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>>4232983
>>4232983
“Trunks, keep his attention.” you reach out telepathically to Trunks. “I have an idea.”
“Done.” he replies to you also telepathically, then roars as he charges. “I’ll end you Black! HRAAAAA!!”
“Do your best to entertain me, boy!” he replies, conjuring a blade of ki in his right hand. The two swords clash as you focus, once more ending your Supervillain form. Combining that with Berserker, on top of what you’re about to do, is a poor idea. So you let that demonic energy fade, and as you do conjure forth your Stand.

“GWROOOAAAAAR!” your Stand bellows, it’s massive draconic form materializing around you. Trunks and Black, despite trying to overpower each other turn their heads.
“What the-?” Black says, Trunks slamming his forehead into Black’s nose while he’s distracted. “Gah! You worm!”
“Now you’re mine.” you think to yourself, focusing your ki behind your eyes. For just a moment you feel guilty, using Trunks like this, but as soon as you remember what he did to Future Chaya all pity is is gone. Releasing your ki, instead of it firing out from your own eyes waves of energy are released from your massive Stand’s eyes. They envelop both Trunks and Black, the two fighters looking to each other confused. Their divine strength is quickly sapped from them into Dragon Force, but as it begins to radiate with an all-too familiar crimson light it drains your own power too!

https://youtube.com/watch?v=M65QwnxHe6I

“What trickery is this?” Black asks, kicking Trunks away then trying to rush you. But before he’s closed even half the distance his pink form fades. This stuns the time traveler, but not as much as it does you. You’re forced back into your own base form as well, and as the last of that pink energy is absorbed into Dragon Force, it’s attack stops. You see and hear cracks begin forming around you, your Stand apparently unable to withstand this amount of divine energy. It roars, a deeper noise than you’d ever heard it make that forces you to cover your ears. And then, it shatters.
“NO!” you shout, shocked. You hadn’t meant for this to happen, you didn’t want to destroy your Stand. But wait, as Joseph had told you: only a Stand can destroy another Stand. And if your Stand is destroyed, you die. So what happened? You look around confused, then suddenly you see it: your Stand hasn’t been destroyed after all!
cont

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>>4233161
“Woah.” you say, seeing your Stand’s new form wrapped around your right arm. It looks much as it did originally, far more serpentine than the hulking form it took while you were a Berserker. But instead of appearing gold, this one is red with golden highlights and horns.
“I-Impossible!” Black shouts, once more transforming and conjuring his blade while rushing at you. “That power isn’t yours, ningen!”

Before you can react, however, Dragon Force moves. And it’s fast, your Stand incapacitating Black before you even realized it happened. You blink, seeing it’s draconic form pierced straight through his chest, then has wrapped around him several times to bind him into immobility.

“W-What?!” he shouts, coughing up blood. “Th-This can’t be happening! I am a god!”
“Should I kill him?” Dragon Force asks, face turning towards you. It speaking catches you completely by surprise, it taking you a moment to register what just happened.
“Wh-Huh?” you say, shocked. “You can talk?”
“Of course.” it replies, gaze focused on you before turning to face Black. “Should I kill him?”

Well?
>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him
>No, you want to end this asshole yourself
>Banish your Stand without answering, this is getting too wierd for you
>Other(write in)

>>4233165
>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him

>>4233165
>>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him

>>4233165
Ooooooooh yesss,
>SICK HIM BOY!
>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him
>No, not you Trunks

>>4233165
>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him

>>4233165
>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him
>"I don't a single piece of this bastard left."

>>4233165
>Finish him, and take what is rightfully ours!

>>4233165
>>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him

>>4233165
>>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him

>>4233165
>>4233174
Also holy shit, please say this is permanent, I want a reason to go visit the Joestars and their Crusader crew just to see their reaction.

>>4233172
changing my vote to
>>let trunks kill him

>>4233165
>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him
HOLY SHIT GD U WENT ABOVE AND BEYOND

Please tell me he can still speak to us telepathically while he's banished.
I want mental debates with him and Bane.

>>4233188
That's gonna get weird and I love it.

>>4233188
>YOU ARE NOT SHOWING HER THE INNER DRAGON OF OUR BEING KARN!
>S..shes my wife
>CRUSH HER WOMB!

>>4233196
Why are you having it talk like we are the ones in his head, he does that already without our imput.

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>>4233165
>>Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him

>>4233169
>>4233172
>>4233174
>>4233175
>>4233176
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>>4233180
>>4233181
>>4233183
>>4233184
>>4233207
Sure, let your Stand do what it wants to him wins it. Roll me a single d100
DC :??

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>4233218

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>4233218

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>4233218

>>4233219
Well that's a nice roll.
>>4233220
>>4233222
These are not, but them dubs and trips are.

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>>4233222
83/100. You succeed, writing.

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>>4233219
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>>4233222
83/100. Success, writing.
Somehow 4chan ate both my image and post, and now I can’t post that one Aku anymore. What the hell?

>>4233242
>Somehow 4chan ate both my image and post, and now I can’t post that one Aku anymore. What the hell?
It didn't

>>4233242
Nope, it's 4chan being fucky, >>4233226
if it's this then we see it.

>>4233226
>>4233242
That’s unusual. Never seen that happen before.

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>>4233165
>>4233161
>Traitor’s Requiem Intensifies

>>4233307
It's rare, but I think it's when there is a packet loss with the auto update, it takes a bit to get there even when you post again.

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“That’s good.” you reply, banishing your Stand. “Take a rest. You’ve earned it.”

https://youtube.com/watch?v=RVo54K5gWSU

“Farewell.” it says, fading out until it completely vanishes. You sigh out as well, turning towards Meloka. But before you can go over to her she’s dashed to you, wrapping you in her arms best she can.
“You’re okay!” she says, clearly sounding relieved. “I saw Trunks appear, then your dragon, but I couldn’t get over there to help. I’m sorry, I was trying my best, but they just kept coming!”
“Hey, it’s okay,” you say, hugging her back. “You alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” she says, ending her Supervillain form. You can feel her own strength lagging, so reaching under your left gauntlet you pull the Bloodstone free, handing it to her.
“Here, take some.” you say, Meloka nodding and grabbing onto the stone. You feel her strength returning to a more-normal level, and focusing your senses you feel the smaller powerlevel inside her is doing just fine as well. You sigh in relief, Meloka handing the stone back when she’s content. You sense that between your and Meloka’s uses it’s energy stores are less than half of where they were beforehand. But you both made it through the battle, which reminds you: what about that other guy. “Hey, where’d that other guy go?”

“The swordsman?” she asks, continuing after you nod. “He left. As soon as Trunks appeared he vanished, as if he didn’t want to be seen.”
“Huh? Okay then.” you say, the two of you going back to your ship after you pick your sword back up and sheathe it. Training being done for the day, and now this battle as well, you’re ready for bed. So you and Meloka go home, and go to bed. The next day you wake up first, your wife laying curled up in your arms with her back pressed to your chest. You reach down, placing a hand over your next child. And to your surprise you sense it move, almost as if it’s reaching out towards your hand. You smile, feeling this tiny, precious life that you will protect.

You stay this way for a few minutes, enjoying the near-silence of the morning. Although you can hear the morning sounds of the mess hall, no doubt a line already forming. Even though the city has been restored, many still make the trip over to your ship for a chance at Silver’s wonderful cooking. You can’t really blame them, as Silver makes the best food you’ve ever eaten.

“Hey, Karn.” a familiar mind reaches out, thinking to you. “You awake?”

Well?
>Sure, what’s going on?
>This can’t be good, wake Meloka before replying
>Ignore him for now, it’s too early in the morning for this
>Tell him you’re not, and to leave a message
>Other(write in)

>>4233356
>Sure, what’s going on?

>>4233356
>This can’t be good, wake Meloka before replying

>>4233356
Did I miss a post?

>>4233365
I think this must be Dragon Force Requiem's ability!

>>4233366
I see...it breaks the final 'barrier', time and causality itself!

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>>4233356
>Sure, what’s going on?
...Is that all?

>>4233356
>Sure, what’s going on?

>>4233356
A post is gone again.

>>4233356
>>Sure, what’s going on?
looks like 4chan ate another of GDs posts

>>4233356
>Sure, what’s going on?

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>>4233165
You look over to Black, the so-called god trying to free himself from your Stand just a few feet away. He summons his blade once more in his opposite hand, trying to cut through Dragon Force’s scales. But surprisingly his blade doesn’t simply pass through, it actually striking your Stand. You feel the impact against your arm, but Dragon Force doesn’t even notice. It’s gaze is focused solely on you.

“Sure.” you reply. “Do what you want with him.”
“Understood.” your Stand replies in it’s deep voice, turning to face the captive Black. “Begone.”
“I can’t die here, I-!” he starts, when suddenly a tremor seems to run through his body. You watch as the wound in his chest begins expanding, Black seemingly disintegrating into glowing red motes before your very eyes. “AAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAAHHH-!”

And almost as soon as it began it’s over, your Stand shrinking and returning back wrapped around your right arm.

“Incredible.” you say, genuinely impressed. “What did you just do to him?”
“I turned his own energy against him.” your Stand replies. “That is my power. If I can pierce an opponent or their Stand, I can turn their own life force against them. Their own rampaging energy will consume them utterly, leaving nothing left.”
“Impressive.” you say, genuinely impressed. This power is seemingly far greater than it was before, if all you have to do is land a single blow to win. But then a thought hits you, you turning to Trunks. “Hey, Trunks! Can you see this?”
“See what?” he says nervously, not getting any closer. “What did you do? Your dragon disappeared, and now Black is gone. What did you do to him?”
“We took care of him.” you say, looking down at your crimson Stand before addressing him again. “Anyone else I need to look out for? Or is that it?”

“Umm, hold on, let me check.” he says, left hand going to his ear. You turn, hearing the distant sounds of battle and see Meloka is battling several of the Metal Coolers. Or was, as each one is sparking and not moving. Then one by one they all explode, as if some sort of self-destruct was triggered. “There, Ban finished off the Big Gete Star. That should be the last of them.”
“Who?” you ask, but Trunks simply disappears in a flash of light. You float there a moment, before looking back down at your Stand. “You took on the power from that Black guy, if I let you dissipate will it still be yours?”
“His energy seems to have changed me on a fundamental level.” your Stand replies. “Although I haven’t been able to speak before, I do remember my past. I am now a different being than the one I was before.”
cont

QM UPDATE

This is getting ridiculous. Taking a few moments to see if it’s an issue on my end

>>4233395
Oh so it wasn't intentional due to Dragon Force's new ability. Damn, that would have been cool.

Rolled 96, 89, 21, 75, 81, 92, 25 = 479 (7d100)

>>4233395
Fu is fucking with the thread cus you're neglecting him

>>4233392
>Godly energy has the potential to change and evolve stands
Oh god, Kars is suddenly even more terrifying.

>>4233392
>That is my power. If I can pierce an opponent or their Stand, I can turn their own life force against them. Their own rampaging energy will consume them utterly, leaving nothing left

my god imagne using this on an lmmortal like kars the sheer mind numbing PAIN this ability would inflict

>>4233409
We’re about to see Kars pull out 「The World Over Heaven」

>>4233416
He's probably just shunt off part of himself that has yet to be affected and recreate himself there so that he can bypass its effects. Like an amputation except it's full body.

Or some other goofy bullshit he gets up to.

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Hopefully this fixed it.
>>4233362
>>4233364
>>4233373
>>4233377
>>4233381
>>4233383
Sure, what’s going on wins it. Writing.

>>4233392
So we basically have the equivalent of Hakai energy, but natural.

>>4233508
I'd say it's more like Devilmite Beam but not just with negative energy

>>4233517
Don't know that, but cool.

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>>4233392
>>4233356
“Sure, what’s goin’ on?” you reply, also telepathically. If he’s reaching out to you like this, that means there’s a problem. “Something wrong?”
“No, nothing’s wrong.” he replies. “In fact, something’s very, very right.”
“You mean-?” you ask, suddenly nervous about getting your hopes up. It is really happening?
“It’s working!” he replies, the sheer amount of pride and happiness radiating from him through the link is incredible. “I did it! The first Lucrehulk to be built in over twenty-five hundred years has just fired up it’s engines! Everything’s working just like it was designed! At this pace, we’ll be there in...Two months!”
“Fantastic work, Arctus.” you reply, a sudden surge of purpose enveloping you. “I’ll see you then.”

Arctus then ends the link, doubtlessly to tell the others of his accomplishment. But while you’re glad for him, it’s what comes next that has your attention.

“Two months.” you mutter to yourself. In just a few more months the final battle between yourself and the Covenant will finally begin. And while you’re always a little loathe to leave New Salda, ending those bastards will certainly be worth it. But that’s not the only big news you got today. After Meloka woke up and the two of you got the kids up, fed and dressed, you’d went to start your training like usual. But around midday, a fleet of ships began to descend on New Salda. At first you were worried, afraid of yet another attack, but the announcement played over your scouter allayed those fears. This isn’t an enemy invasion, but an allied landing. Vox’s army has arrived.
“Karn, can you come here?” King Vegeta asks you as the ships start coming down. You don’t bother replying, opting to Instant Transmission right to him. Vegeta, in his regal armor is awaiting their arrival on top of the palace steps. You appear beside him, at his left side. Nappa is standing just behind his right and Chaya between you and king, the Royal Guard also making themselves quite visible everywhere. But they’re not the only ones, on the other side of you stand Turles and Komand’r, followed by a dozen of their own soldiers. Freeza is conspicuously absent, you sensing his energy from somewhere inside the palace. Doubtlessly news of Arctus’s imminent arrival kicking the final preparations into overdrive. One of the large ships stop overhead, a green cone of light appearing. You watch as several forms suddenly appear in the light, and as it fades you recognize the one at the front. It’s none other than Gleeman Vox himself!
cont

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>>4233555
“Saiyans, Tamaraneans, friends!” Vox says, striding forward confidently. For just a moment you wonder how he’s walking under New Salda’s intense gravity, but you notice a faint shimmering shield around him. Doubtlessly that field is protecting him from the gravity, and knowing how he is, probably more conventional means of attack as well. But he’s not alone, Tanya and a half-dozen no-doubt mechanical warriors walking with him, along with several no-doubt gladiators you don’t recognize. “King Vegeta. Princess Komand’r. And other proud warriors one and all. Isn’t it a wonderful day for a war?”

“Every day is a good day for that.” Komand’r says, grinning smugly.
“Greetings, Gleeman Vox.” King Vegeta replies. “Seems you have quite the force assembled.”
“We have quite the opponent to destroy.” he replies. “And our army is ready. Well, almost ready. We are missing one final piece-“
“Me!” Chaya says, stepping forward confidently. She begins walking towards Vox, but before she gets more than a couple feet past you she turns. She thinks over her words, but as she talks you realizing she’s saying memorized lines. “I know we’re supposed to all go together, but I can’t wait! Daddy, King Vegeta, can I go be with my fighters in the vanguard?”

This question catches you by surprise. You’d actually forgotten, with everything going on, that that was the official line being fed to the universe. With as many cameras on New Salda as there are, it’d be impossible to hide the war preparations. So instead Freeza and Vegeta had ‘let slip’ that they were preparing to fight the Hive, obscuring the true purpose of the preparations.

“I see no issue here.” Vegeta says, turning to you. “Well, Karn? What do you say?”
“Wait!” another voice calls, you turning to see several others. Radit and Kakarot, Broly, Chilli, and Megumin all step forward from the crowd, along with another half-dozen or so young adult Saiyans you don’t recognize. After everyone’s turned Raditz continues speaking, projecting his voice a bit. “You’re not doing this alone. Not without us.”
“Yeah!” the other children all shout, Chaya smiling and nodding once before turning back to you. As she does you realize this whole event was scripted, doubtlessly by Vox himself.

Well? What to do?
>Agree of course, let them all go off to war
>You’ve changed your mind, you can’t let her go fight against the Hive after all

>>4233562
>>Agree of course, let them all go off to war

>>4233562
>>Agree of course, let them all go off to war

>>4233562
>>Agree of course, let them all go off to war
Who am I to deny my blood the experiences that forged me into the man I am today.

>>4233562
>Agree of course, let them all go off to war
>"Get me some good video, I want to see how well you kids do."

>>4233562
>>Agree of course, let them all go off to war

>>4233562
>>Agree of course, let them all go off to war

>>4233562
>Agree of course, let them all go off to war

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>>4233571
>>4233572
>>4233574
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>>4233608
Agree of course, let them all go off to war wins it. Writing.

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>>4233562
You step forward, taking a knee before your daughter. As you’re still in your Berserker form, even down on a knee you’re still towering over her. But despite that you gently reach out, laying your right hand on her head.

“Of course you can go.” you say, ruffling her hair gently. “But be careful out there, okay kiddo? You’d better come back home when this is all over, and tell me all about it. Understood?”
“Yes sir!” she shouts enthusiastically, giving you a proper Saiyan salute. You return the gesture, then rise to your feet and address the others.
“Are you all certain about this?” you ask, getting a chorus of affirmatives. Seems they really think they’re ready. You smirk, remembering that same confidence from way back when you and Leyas had left Planet Vegeta for the first time, going to battle the unknown. You then offer them a salute, and final advice. “Then do your best, proud Saiyan warriors!”
“SIR!” they all reply, returning the gesture. Even Megumin, the only one of the group who’s not a Saiyan, gives a proper Saiyan salute.

“Well, there’s your answer.” you say to King Vegeta, the shorter Saiyan smiling as well. “Sounds like they’re ready to go.”
“Wait!” someone else shouts, you seeing Komand’r and Turles’ daughter Ticho approaching with Caulifla and Parsla in tow. “I wanna go too!”
“Oh?” Komand’r says, turning to her daughter. “You think you can fight alongside them?”
“Yeah! HAAAAA!!” she shouts, you watching her aura flaring up. And, surprisingly, you watch as she turns into a Super Saiyan. “See? I’m strong too! So can I? Can I pleeeaaase?!”

Komand’r and Turles share a look, having been married as long as you have you know how much talking they’re doing. Then as one they come to a decision, both turning back to their daughter.

“Alright, you can go.” Komand’r says, young Ticho squealing in joy. “But if you do, you have to listen to Chaya, and the others. Understood?”
“Yeah yeah, I will!” she says, almost dragging Parsla along with her. But Caulifla seems torn, looking between you and Chaya.
“Everything okay?” you ask her telepathically.
“I dunno what I should do.” she replies, also telepathically. “Should I go with them now? Or should I with you and Momma and everyone else, and meet up with them later?”

Well now, what do you say to her?
>Telepathically tell her the truth, so she can make the best decision for herself
>Tell her she should go with them, they’ll need her help more than you all ‘coming along later’ will
>Tell her she should stay, you all will need her healing much more than they will
>Other(write in)

>>4233735
>>Tell her she should go with them, they’ll need her help more than you all ‘coming along later’ will

>>4233735
>>Tell her she should go with them, they’ll need her help more than you all ‘coming along later’ will

>>4233735
>>Telepathically tell her the truth, so she can make the best decision for herself

>>4233735
>>Tell her she should go with them, they’ll need her help more than you all ‘coming along later’ will

>>4233735
>Telepathically tell her the truth, so she can make the best decision for herself
>Tell her she should go with them, they’ll need her help more than you all ‘coming along later’ will
She's a big girl, but I want her with her siblings more than us.

>>4233735
>>Tell her she should go with them, they’ll need her help more than you all ‘coming along later’ will
Shit little girlchild old school saiyans didn't have healing. Just had meat and hoping wounds didn't get infected. Gotta keep those squishy other newkiddos from getting got you know?

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>>4233753
Tell her she should go with them wins it. Writing.

>>4233735
Also, fucking Tamaranean Half breeds, what the fuck, is that even worse bullshit that half human Saiyan's?
>>4233775
That is a scary face you are making there GD.

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>>4233735
“I think it’d be best if you go with them now.” you tell her telepathically. “They’ll be on the front lines first, and will certainly need your help. Look after your siblings, okay?”
“I will!” she shouts enthusiastically, rushing over to Chaya and the others. “Hey, wait for me!”
“They grow up fast, don’t they?” Meloka asks, your wife having appeared by you while you were speaking telepathically with Caulifla. “Think they’ll be alright?”
“C’mon everybody, let’s go!” Chaya says enthusiastically, leading the Saiyans and Megumin into the light. They all stand in the light, Chaya rallying her friends and family. “Next stop: the Hive!
“YEAH!!” they all shout, everyone in the light getting teleported into the ship.

“They’ll be fine hun.” you say, holding her to your side as you watch the ship swiftly leaving New Salda. Vox’s massive fleet begins their advance, leaving your workd behind and taking many of your children towards their first real war. “With all they can do, they’re far more capable than I was on my first dozen or so missions. And if anything bad happens, Caulifla’s with them. She’ll keep them all patched up and in fighting shape. Have some faith in them.”
“I do.” she says, her free hand going to her belly. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t still worry about them.”

“It is a parent’s burden, to worry about their children.” Komand’r says, but something about the way she says it strikes you as odd. Almost as if it’s something she’s heard, but doesn’t necessarily believe in. “But we have to let them go, and learn how the universe works for themselves.”
“C’mon Kor, don’t make fun of her.” Turles says. “We’re all on the same side here. No need to fight.”
“I disagree.” Meloka says, taking her stance. “I got some things to work through, and you’re looking like a pretty good punching bag right about now.”
“Oho!” Komand’r replies, eyes glowing red with energy as she takes her own stance. Both the Tamaraneans and Saiyan Royal Guard all back off, no one wanting to get caught in the crossfire. “How about we see just who’s the punching bag here?”

Well, so much for them getting along.

-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 128 paused-

>>4233927
I just had the thought, we are basically sending out our version of the Power Rangers.
>“I disagree.” Meloka says, taking her stance. “I got some things to work through, and you’re looking like a pretty good punching bag right about now.”
>“Oho!” Komand’r replies, eyes glowing red with energy as she takes her own stance. Both the Tamaraneans and Saiyan Royal Guard all back off, no one wanting to get caught in the crossfire. “How about we see just who’s the punching bag here?”
Fuck sake you two, either wait to go kill our real enemies, or get in the bedroom and fuck your husbands.

>>4233927
>Well, so much for them getting along.
What are you talking about Karn? They're getting along swimmingly!

>>4233951
This isn't fuck fighting, this is empty nest fighting. Totally different things.

>>4233945
>Fuck sake you two, either wait to go kill our real enemies, or get in the bedroom and fuck your husbands.
Ha.
>>4233951
Not really. Still a whole lot of animosity there.
>>4233955
Yes.

>>4233959
>Not really. Still a whole lot of animosity there.
Whaaaaat? But friends love punching each other in the face!

>>4233968
Not for violent prone yandere mothers, that's competition on an instinctual level and that is brood mother level hate for the other.

>>4233968
While friends do, so too do enemies
>>4233985
Yes

>>4233985
If you say so best buddy.

>>4234029
>While friends do, so too do enemies
But enemies become friends when you punch them hard enough!

>>4234047
Not when you punch them with ki or plasma shivs. That kills them.

>>4234051
And then you wish them back with the dragonballs!

>>4234055
We don't have or know about those newfag.

>>4234059
Look dude I'm doing a running gag. Why do you have to take all the fun out of it? Jesus. It's literally poking fun at Goku and how he behaves. Now I have to explain it to you. Why are you doing this anon?

Why?

>>4234069
Because I didn't know you were joking. Thought you were serious. How else?

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>>4234092

Just realized I didn’t do my usual paused post. Everyone enjoy so far? Ready to see how the catfight goes, and finally(hopefully) finish preparations for the Covenant War II: Electric Boogaloo. Hope y’all ready, things are gonna get a little dark when we return at noon EST, roughly ten hours from now!

>>4234097
Enjoying it a whole lot, and ready to stop the two staby girls from maiming each other and accidentally hurting our kid in the process. After that I'd be all for watching some bits of our kids and their own war party and how they interact with people their own age(relatively), on their way to Hive world while we wait for Arctus to get to New Salda.

>>4234097
I'm interested in seeing TP!Jotaro react to our Stand evolving and him telling the others. Also, can we name it? How about 「Dragon Force: Power Within」 or 「Dragon Force: Maximum Overload」

>thread at 200 replies before the sunday run started

thats how you know its a hype one
btw
>>4233080
what was option number 1?

>>4234105
Glad you’re enjoying the ride
>>4234166
He won’t be amused. And you can give it a nickname, if you so want
>>4234342
Dragon Force not being able to absorb it all

SOON

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>>4233927
“Caulifla just left, so take it easy you two.” you say, also backing up. No point trying to stop them, the best you can do when Meloka gets worked up is to just let her go, and only stop it before anyone gets hurt too seriously. She’ll calm down soon enough. “No kills shots, okay you two?”
“Now where’s the fun in that?” Komand’r replies, red aura flaring up around her. “What’s the point of violence without at least a little risk of death?”

“I won’t kill her.” Meloka says to you, golden aura blasting up around her as lightning dances along her body. As a Super Saiyan 3, Meloka’s power is quite impressive. But, to your surprise, Komand’r isn’t completely outclassed. Somehow her power is far greater than it used to be, her newfound strength catching both you and Meloka off-guard. “Oh! Now, that’s new.”
“I won’t lose to you again!” Komand’r shouts, the two women slamming into each other. The impact unleashes a tremendous shockwave, knocking many of the Royal Guard and Tamaranean warriors over. Vegeta and Nappa remain standing, along with you and Turles.

“Shyaa!” Meloka shouts, landing a solid kick to Komand’r core and launching her into the air. Your wife pursues her, the two trading powerful blows in the air far over the city.
“So...Not gonna try an’ stop ‘em you two?” Nappa asks both you and Turles. The two of you trade a look, the three of you sharing a laugh. You all know stopping those two from fighting would be like trying to stop a starving Saiyan child from eating a feast. All you’d accomplish is getting chewed on yourself. “How did both of you end up with such crazy women?”

“Hey, Nappa, keep your voice down.” Turles says, seemingly slightly nervous.
“What, you afraid of your woman or somethin’?” Nappa asks him jokingly, but you can tell from his face that Turles is actually nervous. Nappa sees it too, his joking turning to genuine concern. “Turles?”
“I-It’s noting.” he says, trying to play it off. But when he sees the looks both you and Nappa are giving him, he sighs out. “Look, it’s fine. She’s just...violent. Sadistic, even. Way more than you’d think, and I can’t stay transformed at a level that lets me defend myself from her forever. There’s a reason I’ve grown so strong, and it’s not because of just training really hard.”

Well, that’s...Unexpected. How do you reply to that? How CAN you reply?

Well?
>Try and offer your help, whatever you can do
>Just let him know that if he needs you, you’ll be there for him
>Tell him to suck it up: she’ll make him stronger than her one day, then he can get his just due
>Other(write in)
30 minute vote

>>4234632
>>Try and offer your help, whatever you can do

>>4234632
>That's rough buddy. If you want, I think King Vegeta can help put you on a more even playing field. (Tell him about the Primal transformation)

>>4234632
>>Try and offer your help, whatever you can do
Amigo date cuenta

>>4234632
>Try and offer your help, whatever you can do

>>4234632
>Try and offer your help, whatever you can do

>>4234636
supporting, that's pretty smart

>>4234659
It's either that or we have him train with us so he can master his transformation.

>>4234662
yea its gonna be a waste of zenkais if his girl keeps beating the shit outta him every week

>>4234664
I'm willing to bet half of those Zenkai are a result of shattered pelvises.

>>4234632
>>4234636
Supporten

>>4234635
>>4234636
>>4234639
>>4234648
>>4234650
>>4234659
>>4234668
Try and offer your help plus write in wins it. Interesting, roll me a 2d100

Rolled 78, 3 = 81 (2d100)

>>4234675

Rolled 12, 96 = 108 (2d100)

>>4234675

Rolled 32, 66 = 98 (2d100)

>>4234675

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>>4234681
76/100, 96/100. Impressive, writing.

>>4234632
>How do you reply to that? How CAN you reply?
Bitch

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>>4234632
“I...Well, I don’t really know what to say.” you tell him honestly. “Whatever I can do to help, let me know.”
“Realistically, the only solution is to get stronger.” he replies, clenching a fist and looking at it as the sounds of Meloka and Komand’r’s battle echoes out overhead. “I have to achieve a level of sustainable power that she cannot surpass.”
“A higher level...” Nappa mutters, then starts as he has a sudden realization. “Power! That’s it!”
“What’s it?” Turles asks, but you already figured it out. And have to agree with Nappa’s idea, this could work. “You mean helping me achieve that transformation Meloka’s using?”

“No, not that one.” Nappa says with a smirk. “What I’m talking about is a level even further beyond, even surpassing Karn’s big green power. This level combines the Super Saiyan power with our Oozaru forms.”
“Once you master that, the Golden Oozaru.” you continue. “Then you’ll ascend to a state beyond anything you’ve ever seen: a Primal Saiyan.”
“Primal...Saiyan?” he asks, sounding unsure. “Wait, you can combine a Super Saiyan with the Oozaru form?”
“Oh yeah.” Nappa says, conjuring a Power Ball in his hand. “Wanna see what I mean?”
“Hell yes I’m in!” Turles shouts, clearly excited by the prospect. You send a quick telepathic message to Meloka, letting her know what’s happening as you three take off. Nappa leads you all to his and King Vegeta’s usual Golden Oozaru training spot, flashing up to a Super Saiyan and tossing the Power Ball high into the air.

“Burst open and mix!” Nappa shouts, both you and Turles looking away from the orb. You feel the light emitting from it on a deep, primal level: your body urging you to gaze into the light and let your baser instincts run wild. But a rampaging Emerald Oozaru isn’t something that’s needed, so you keep yiur focus on Nappa. Your friend grows large, transforming from your burly friend into a massive Golden Oozaru. “GWRROOOOAAAAR!!”
“I-Incredible!” Turles says, taking an unconscious step backwards. “Th-This power, it’s unbelievable! And it really is as simple as mastering this form, and I’ll attain this Primal power?”
“Yeah.” you say, then add. “So far King Vegeta’s the only one who’s achieved it, and he’s only made it once. But once he was in that form, he surpassed even me.”

“Well then, I guess I have no choice then, do I?” he asks you with a small smile as he transforms into a Super Saiyan then looks up. “I am still going to surpass you one day! Grraaaaa!!”

You watch as Turles’ body begins changing, transforming him into another powerful Golden Oozaru!
cont

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>>4234745
“RRROOOAAAAAAAR!!!” he bellows, immediately seeing Nappa and attacking. The two titans begin brawling, you leaping well clear of their battle. Turles clearly has no control of himself, wildly attacking Nappa like a mad beast. And although Nappa seems far more in control of himself, Turles’ wild aggression has him on the defensive. As you watch them brawl it out, you also try and focus your ki sense on Meloka and Komand’r. After a few moments you feel their battle is still ongoing, and probably will for longer than Turles and Nappa’s. But that leaves you with an important question:

Which fight will you watch?
>Nappa and Turles, maybe you can help him control himself?
>Meloka and Komand’r, their fight will certainly heat up from here
>Neither, let them go and return to your own training. You only have two more months after all
>Other?(write in)

>>4234749
>Nappa and Turles, maybe you can help him control himself?

>>4234749
>>Nappa and Turles, maybe you can help him control himself?

>>4234749
>Nappa and Turles, maybe you can help him control himself?

>>4234749
>Nappa and Turles, maybe you can help him control himself?
If we can leave a timeslot during our training to help these two achieve Primal, then I'm down

>>4234749
>Nappa and Turles, maybe you can help him control himself?

>>4234749
>>Nappa and Turles, maybe you can help him control himself?

>>4234753
>>4234757
>>4234759
>>4234763
>>4234771
>>4234772
Nappa and Turles wins it. Alright, roll me a 3d100
First DC: 70
Second DC: 50
Third DC: ??

Rolled 14, 63, 53 = 130 (3d100)

>>4234788

Rolled 6, 83, 54 = 143 (3d100)

>>4234788
BRO TIME

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>>4234792
>>4234795
>>4234799
34/100, 83/100, 54/100. Failure and a success, writing

Rolled 52, 14, 75 = 141 (3d100)

>>4234788
i just got 3 errors trying to roll wtf is up with 4chan this weekend

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>>4234803
Deleting a post because you rolled low doesn’t change the outcome of the rolls

>>4234816
>>4234763
Oof. That's kinda cringe bro.

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>>4234749
While you’re curious as to just how much both Meloka and Komand’r have improved, you do want to see how Turles handles his power. And more importantly, if he can gain control of it or not. So you decide to stay here, flying up and putting your back to the Power Ball to prevent any accidental transformations. But as Turles continues his wild rampage, mindlessly attacking Nappa, you begin to doubt he can control it by himself, especially on his first attempt. So you decide to try and help, flying down to land on his right shoulder.

“Turles, what are you doing?” you shout, using your ‘commander’ voice and speaking with absolute authority like you’d heard Freeza and the late King Vegeta do. Your sudden shout actually stops your rampaging friend, who turns his head towards you. “That’s better! Now get yourself under control, ri-SHIT!”
“BRRAAAAAAAAAA!!” Turles roars, firing a powerful mouth blast at you. His sudden attack catches you by surprise, the blast taking you head-on before you could create your Barrier. The surprise attack sends you flying back, smashing through several treetops before crashing to a stop.
“Okay, ow.” you mutter, pulling yourself free of the crater your body’d made. As a Golden Oozaru, Turles’s power is nearly on par with your own Berserker strength. You’ll have to be a lot more careful if you want to help him. “Alright Turles, this is for your own good. HAAAA!!”

Blasting forth you charge back to your rampaging friend, Nappa taking a combination of world-breaking punches. As you watch he blocks only every other hit or so, managing to avoid the others without so much as grazing him. You have to hand it to him, Nappa is nothing if not an excellent fighter. But you can’t just marvel at your friend’s skill, Turles still needs your help. So you once more close in on him, dodging the wild strikes aimed at Nappa and landing on Turles’s snout.

“Hey, Turles!” you roar, crossing your arms and standing tall. “Can you hear me in there?”
“RRRRAAAAAA!!” he roars, trying to crush you between his clapping hands. But you’re not going down so easy!
“HRRAAAA!!” you bellow, Ascending in a burst of sparks as you catch both of his hands. His red simian eyes widen in surprise, clearly stunned that something so small was able to stop him. His entire body language changes from aggressive to confused, hands pulling back away. This is your shot! “Turles! What’s my name?”
cont

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>>4234889
Silence greets your question. You don’t say anything, maintaining eye contact and not blinking. You have to get through to him, to make him think! Once he’s done that, he should be able to better-control this monstrous power. But you see it in his face and eyes, something changes.

“GRRRRrrrr...KARRRN.” he finally says, you allowing yourself to smile. You did it! You got through to him.
“That’s right!” you shout, and continue questioning him. Keep him thinking, make his mind turn. “What’s your name?”
“RrrrrrTuurrles.” he replies with a growl, and suddenly you feel his strength shooting skyward. He throws his head back with a gutteral roar, the sheer force of it pushing you back and away from him. “I’ll beat Karn! RRAAAAA!!”

“HAAA!!” you shout, your right fist slamming into his. Despite being far larger than you, in your Ascended Berserker state you’re still stronger than he is. So as Turles launches into another barrage of strikes, you notice they aren’t wild swings this time but instead practiced strikes. He’s in there, at least somewhat. Turles may not have a whole lot of control, at least not yet, but with two more months before Arctus and the Lucrehulk’s arrival, you’re certain you can at least help fix that. The battle with you and Nappa against Turles lasts another few minutes, before the exhausted Oozaru returns from Golden to normal. Once that happens Nappa reaches up, crushing the Power Ball and returning them both to normal. Once Turles finally gets up, another minute or so after the Power Ball is destroyed, you ask him. “So, what do you think? Ready to get to training?”

“I’m in.” he says, clasping your outstretched arm. You help pull him to his feet, Turles thanking you both for showing him this. And the next day, after your own training you return, this time joined by not only Nappa and Turles, but Vegeta, Bardock, and surprisingly Captain Galick.
“Seems you’re ready to try and unlock our true potential.” Vegeta tells him, Turles nodding once. “Alright then, let us begin! Burst open and mix!”

And so the days turn to weeks, then to months as everyone’s training across New Salda continues. With the news of Arctus’s impending arrival spreading across the planet like wildfire, everyone became far more motivated and trying to shatter their own limits in this final stretch of training. And you are no exception, adding even more on top of your own training. Between Berserk Mastery, sharpening your ki abilities and your ki in general, and delving into the mysteries of the Dark Side wirh Bane you added-

Well? What do you add for the final two months?
>votes in next post, one minute

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>>4234893
Pick one:
>Practice flash-transforming between your Berserker and Ascended Berserker forms, to increase the power of attacks without draining so much energy
>Sharpening your instincts, try to learn how to move without thinking
>Instant Transmission, extending it’s range and decreasing preparation time
>Sparring with everyone and anyone who will, observing all sorts of different fighting styles and finding any openings you have
>Experimenting with your Divine Dragon Force, seeing what all it can do and it’s current limits are
>Other?(write in)

>>4234899
>Experimenting with your Divine Dragon Force, seeing what all it can do and it’s current limits are

>>4234899
>Experimenting with your Divine Dragon Force, seeing what all it can do and it’s current limits are
Lets see what our new trump card can do.

>>4234899
>>Experimenting with your Divine Dragon Force, seeing what all it can do and it’s current limits are

>>4234795
I still see it. You are known Yeart guy. Shame,

>>4234899
>>Experimenting with your Divine Dragon Force, seeing what all it can do and it’s current limits are

>>4234899
>>Sharpening your instincts, try to learn how to move without thinking

>>4234905
>>4234907
>>4234910
>>4234916
>>4234931
And by majority, experimenting with Divine Dragon Force wins it. Interesting. Well then, roll me a 3d100. All DC are 70+

Rolled 17, 65, 45 = 127 (3d100)

>>4234940

Rolled 16, 6, 76 = 98 (3d100)

>>4234940

Rolled 23, 72, 41 = 136 (3d100)

>>4234940
GOD KILLING DRAGON!

>>4234946
>>4234947
Well, 2 out of 3 is pretty good.

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>>4234944
>>4234946
>>4234947
23/100, 72/100, 76/100. Two out of three, not bad. Writing.
Hope everyone’s ready for this training arc to conclude, we’re almost all the way through it

>>4234953
Hehehehhehehheheh, what was that? I couldn't hear you over the fantasies of screaming splitchins, and the bludgeoning of wrinkly old worm sack testicles.

>>4234963
>the bludgeoning of wrinkly old worm sack testicles.
You know that's someone's fetish.

>>4234992
That's fine, they must live in Covie space too, so they die as well. A clean slate.

>>4234997
The way you talk about it makes it sound like your fetish.

>>4234998
No, just a citizen that wants the universe to become a better place. With genocide.

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>>4234899
While there are several different trainings you could do for the final months, one in particular stands out for you. And that is, of course, seeing what your Stand is now capable of. So each morning after studying with Bane, and before burning through your ki on firing every attack you know over and over, you keep in you secluded spot and summon forth Divine Dragon Force.

“Good morning, Master.” it replies, startling you the first day.
“Wait, you can perceive time while you’re not summoned?” you’d asked it, curious.
“Of course.” the crimson dragon replies, eyes focused on you. “I am your own will to fight made manifest. I am a part of you, everything you see I can also see. But this works both ways, you can also see the world through my eyes.”
“Huh?” you say, watching yourself talk. Seeing yourself through your Stand’s eyes is bizarre, you pulling back into yourself after a moment. “Well that’s, certainly something else.”
“You wish to know what my limits are, and what I can and cannot do, yes?” Divine Dragon Force asks, rhetorically. “Very well. Then let us begin.”

Each day you work with your Stand, trying to figure out it’s limits. Some are easier than others, for example it’s range. Extending straight out from your right fist Dragon Force has around five yards of body, giving it a pretty decent effective attacking range. And although it no longer changes shapes with your transformations, now Dragon Force no longer weakens your own defenses. Attacks that would previously have pierced your flesh while it’s active no longer do, which is excellent as you enjoy living. However, you can no longer channel your ki into your Stand: attacks like it’s Fire Breath and Dragon’s Glare are no longer options for you. But with your Stand’s newfound power, it hardly needs any more strength. One day you’d taken one of the many scrap armored Covenant ship hulls from around the researchers’ building, testing your Stand’s power against the strongest nonliving target around. It smashes clean through the hardened material easily, teeth and claws shredding the armor plating like tearing paper. Lastly, when attacking, you can force it to grow several times larger than usual, enshrouding your entire body within it’s head for a combined power strike. But when you do this, it does take a considerable amount of youu own power to maintain.

And despite the time spent training with your Stand, some things are still unknowable. At least, for now. With no other Stands around, you can’t truly test it’s durability or to see how tough it really is. Although you learned quite a bit about your Stand and it’s current capabilities during the two months before Arctus’s arrival, you feel there is still something more, something greater to it’s power than either of you know.
cont
DC was 95 for getting the final secret

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>>4235008
Almost before you know it, the final two months have come and gone. Allies and supplies gathered, trainings concluded, and gear prepared, you finish your training on the final day still feeling excited.

“It’s finally time!” you think to yourself. “Tomorrow Arctus will arrive, and then we’ll finally end those bastards!”
“Well now, you seem to be in rather good spirits.” Freeza says, your friend landing down beside you in his weakest form. “I take it you’re ready?”
“As I can be.” you reply, clenching your right fist. “Tomorrow’s it, we’re finally heading out.”
“Yes, and it’s about time.” Freeza says, turning his head and cracking his neck. “All this preparation work and dealings with suppliers has left me feeling rather agitated. Come with me, would you? I need to exercise myself, if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all.” you reply, knowing exactly where this is going and liking it. It’s been awhile since you’ve gotten to throw down with Freeza, you’re looking forward to it. The two of you fly over to the Guardian’s Island, Raven opening a portal to somewhere else.
“Let me know when you’re finished, so I can bring you back.” she says, you both nodding to her and walking through. You find yourselves on Raxus Prime, the abandoned junkyard world a perfect place for the two of you to cut loose.

“I have been waiting for this.” Freeza says to you, stretching a bit before taking his arms-wide stance. “Come, let us enjoy a battle only the strongest can!”
“Hell yeah, let’s do it!” you reply, taking your own stance. But before you two begin, he asks something else.
“Do you wish to start off going that powerful?” he asks you. “Or shall we start off slowly and build up to our full, unstoppable power?”

Good question. Well?
>Transform down to your base form, try and lower your power to match his strength
>Return to the lesser Super Saiyan form, let him match that
>Stay in your Berserker form, but try and lower your power to his own
>Ascended Berserker, both go all-out
>Other(write in)

>>4235014

>>4235014
>Transform down to your base form, try and lower your power to match his strength

>>4235014
>Transform down to your base form, try and lower your power to match his strength

>>4235024
Did your post get eaten?

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>>4235024
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>>4235025
>>4235041
Transform down to your base form, try and lower your power to match wins it. Writing.

>>4235057
MY POWER LEVEL IS FAR TOO STRONG!

>>4235008
>DC was 95 for getting the final secret
And damn, which one was it, just so long as one of the rolls got the DC?

>>4235008
>And although it no longer changes shapes with your transformations,
I’m sad now. I loved our big beefy Porunga boi. I wanted to use him to Suplex High Charity into a Star!